Meadows Set Abliss
As gentle winds parlayed
their enchantments
upon the galleys of
meadows set abliss.
Rose petals of romance
and desire,
were softly strewn about,
carelessly,
as lovers amidst a kiss.
As the golden sun
portrayed,
the treasures that are
found, thee within.
The grace of God's
divinity hearkened,
embellishing our untimely
sins.
As the dew that nestled
the love we shared,
renewing our innocence
angelic.
Our eyes revealed
the essence of
heavenly passions,
a unifying relic.
Sojourning as ancient
lovers do,
upon euphoria's bliss,
antiquite.
Gentle winds
parlayed the myth,
of divine love,
in secret.
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